It's too close.

Have you ever been on a balance beam? The type you see on TV that gymnasts do all sorts of craziness on? You know how they are only a foot wide? That is the exact amount of space I get between where I need to walk in order to get to the bus stop and the road. Beyond that is someone else's properly or a drop into a rice field.

So now that you know that I've got that much room, can you imagine how much fun it is to walk in the POURING RAIN? Yeah, not.

And how about if that road is riddled with large puddles?

Oh yes, I'm sure you can imagine. I was drenched.

I literally had a wave of dirty rain water almost come down on me. (Luckily? I dodged it enough to only have the bottom part of my body soaked in dirty rain water)

Fortunately there is a road right by the bus stop so I hide a few feet down that road (Not too far down or I won't be able to see the bus and it will pass right by. It only comes once an hour so I really don't have the time to wait for the next one) and you'd think that staying about six/seven feet away from the main road with the puddles that you'd be far enough to avoid getting splashed.

Ha. Haha, you'd be wrong. I was splashed a total of nine (nine!) times while waiting for the bus. How long was I waiting? Approximately 10 minutes. That's one splash per minute.

I've really got to work on my avoid-the-dirty-rain-waves dance.